Friday, October 31, 2025

When night becomes your mantle


 it is time for tea and a book.  Or because it is the season, a conversation with the beloved dead.  

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  1. Susan E. GangelNovember 12, 2025 at 9:41 AM

    Song of the arms around me in the rain
    Of the night before and the morning
    that ends the howl of the night and the rain

    from Canto X

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